leave this sad place

Chapter 111 Transformation
Boredom, this was perhaps Ouyang's biggest feeling at that time.

Boring in get out of class, boring after class.He was bored and didn't want to attend classes anymore, and he didn't want to go outside for a walk, or talk or chat with other students.

He always felt empty inside and didn't know what to do to fill it.

"My dream in the future is to write novels, so read novels when I'm bored." He said to himself, but he didn't even have the slightest intention to read novels, and he couldn't even fully read his favorite genre.Because what I have after reading it is still an endless feeling of emptiness, and I always feel as if something is missing in my heart.

And what about class?He really didn't want to see the faces of some teachers anymore. He felt that he didn't come to class at all, but came to be stared at, angry, and punished!
"Let's play a game." Every time he was in class, he would persuade himself like this, maybe this would bring some tenderness to his heart.

Playing games with Chen Cheng down there again and again, the teacher turned a blind eye again and again.If it doesn't affect the classroom discipline, how can any teacher come to worry about it?

what is this?This is reality!

"Is this what the high school wants to give us?" Ouyang was a little confused, he didn't know what kind of attitude he wanted the teacher to treat him like this now!
"Is it like before, the teacher has to take care of everything?" He shook his head. He longed for freedom and he didn't like that very much. There were too many things that couldn't and couldn't be allowed; too many must and could; too much Too many rules and restrictions.

"So it's like this and don't care about yourself?" There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, although he didn't want others to take care of him, but this seemed to give him a feeling of lack of concern and made him feel lonely!

"But what exactly do I want?" He wanted to growl and shout in his heart!Lost, the feeling of emptiness makes him uncomfortable and crazy!And he didn't even know why he became like this all at once.

"Why?" He raised his head and looked at the ceiling in the classroom.How could the silent dead thing give him an answer?Although in his eyes, those dead things were just silent.

"Maybe what I hope is a wake-up call." He remembered the time in the first year of high school again. Isn't his current state somewhat similar to that time.How he woke up that time, he has forgotten, and this time he doesn't know how to swing himself around.

"Maybe it's some desire." He murmured, his voice very low.At this time, he was undoubtedly speaking his heart.What he longed for, he could only recite silently in his heart and recalled it.

It's a pity that time will not come back, and things that are too much longed for will never be obtained.This also indicates that some people, some things, once missed, it will be a lifetime, a lifetime.

At this moment, he seemed to understand something in his heart, but he didn't want to say any more.

"What's the point of saying it again?" The corners of his eyes became even more lonely.

"Let's play your own game." Ouyang looked up at the class teacher on the podium again, he seemed to have disdain to pay attention to him.

"Hehe." He smiled bitterly, and then buried himself in watching Chen Cheng playing the game.

"Maybe really only that world can give me the last bit of warmth." His expression was sad and more inexplicable.

It feels like being abandoned, and I can only hide in a dark and lonely corner, watching others rejoice and happy, and watching myself sad and painful!

Even time seems to have begun to abandon him, passing by his side coldly, not even knowing how to greet him.

His heart is even more sad.

How much time was wasted like this, he no longer knows.

"Hey, those two below, you have to play until after class." The teacher said this in class.

Ouyang's heart was startled suddenly, as if a teacher was reminding him and Chen Cheng.

"Is he talking about me?" He was puzzled, and when he looked up, he saw the physics teacher with a Mo Yan-like face looking at him, and shook his head indifferently at him.

"He's talking about me!" His heart was actually moved at this moment.With so many teachers and so many lessons, he was the first to remind him, how could this not touch his heart?

My confused heart seemed to finally be able to see ahead, like a torch was lit in the dark and cold night.It brings not only light, but also warmth.

His eye sockets were a little moist.That teacher that he didn't care much about before, that teacher that he didn't adapt to very much before, he will remind himself for the first time!Ouyang's heart was surging like the sea again.

"I can't go on like this anymore." In an instant, he seemed to wake up with a start!
"Hey, stop playing, the teacher just reminded us." Ouyang nudged Chen Cheng with his elbow.

"Why?" Chen Cheng raised his head in dissatisfaction, looked at Ouyang who was sitting upright, and then at the teacher on the podium.

"Stop playing." Ouyang said again, although the teacher put his mind into the content of the lecture again, how could he forget the scene just now?Although it was just a small gesture, and he didn't even seem to care about that sentence, it was true after all!

"What are you afraid of? It's been so long now, and I haven't seen any teacher take care of it seriously." Chen Cheng showed a trace of disdain on his face, but there was a trace of complaint in his voice.As soon as I buried my head, I played the game again.

"Up to you." Ouyang didn't want to say any more, that teacher touched his heart deeply just now.How could Ouyang say more to Chen Cheng who slandered his teacher?

"Listen to the lectures and study hard." Ouyang recited silently again, and suddenly felt something in his heart.

This is not the first or second time he has said such words.But every time I finished speaking, it was just finished.The so-called purpose is just to encourage myself, so that I don't forget my goal, so that I don't stop moving forward.

But what?
He seemed to lose his way again and again on the way forward, lost again and again without a goal.Then, I woke up again and again.Stumbling, bumping, is this a failure?Or learn from the lesson for the last success?
Who will know?

The road to the future is long, and the road to the future is very confusing. Everything in the future cannot be predicted, and the ending is written unconsciously. The future is really a season of longing and worry!
"After this time, I really can't do this again!" He once again made up his mind, but the seemingly firmness was a willow swaying in the wind, helpless!
"Even if the teacher is partial and the classmates don't see each other very much, I must not be like this!" The scenes since the beginning of school flashed again in his mind.Coming to this strange class, he became like a refugee exiled overseas, and became so lonely.

In this class, except for Sun Xiaohong, Chen Cheng and two or three people he knew well, he hadn't communicated much with other people.How could he not feel alone?And what about the teacher?He didn't want to understand at all, because those eccentric teachers had already unknowingly stabbed him in the heart.

"A new start, I must start again, and I can no longer waste time like this!" He clenched his fists tightly, cheering himself on, encouraging himself, and giving himself great courage and confidence.

He looked at the teacher on the podium again, that Mo Yan-like face made him feel kind and loving.This teacher he didn't like very much before, this time, this teacher made him completely change his opinion.

He listened carefully to every word he said.

"This kind of class is still very good." He said subconsciously.

"Maybe everything is not as bad as I imagined!" He comforted himself in his heart, with another smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)